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Paul had invited me to a picnic, it was late though, and in Autumn so it was getting chilly and dark before dinnertime. Paul had picked me up from my flat at 5pm and I was already hungry.

I got out the car, holding my dress above my shoes as I walked out onto the concrete out of the car park, Paul was waiting outside the door for me; it turns out that he had gotten out of the car quicker than me. Well, he didn't have a new dress he didn't want to get dirty, did he?

"You look lovely," he blushed as I shut the door behind me, the fact he was blushing made me blush just as much.

"Is that a little pink on your cheek, Paulie?" I giggled as I started to walk through the wood were the picnic was set up. As the words drew from my mouth, I saw him blushing even more. That's just him.

"Stop that! Ey, where are ya going? We need to set the picnic up, I'm not that organised.." Paul laughed as he walked around to the boot, slightly shouting over the car to me who was walking still. I stopped, chuckling to myself as I walked back, holding my dress a little above the floor, saving it from getting leafy.

"I thought you had set it up already!" I smiled as I was walking back, I saw the sunset, it was absolutely stunning. I could just imagine Paul and I sitting there with—

"Are you gonna help me or.." Paul giggled as he held all the things in his hands and arms, I stopped daydreaming. He looked like he did need some help but I couldn't stop looking at the pinkness in the sky. It was beautiful. And so was my daydream..

"Oh, Paul. Could you be a sweetheart and put the picnic over here, look at that little hill over there, we could set it there!" I giggled, seeing my daydream coming together perfectly!

"Course, love," Paul smiled as he began to walk with me to the sunset. He offered me the blanket, folded up like a rug and I took it from him and rested it under my right arm.

He took the large picnic basket in his left and it left our free hands to entwine. He clenched just hand, not too hard, but I only did this when it was dark or I felt unsafe, and Paul looked at me, wondering if I was okay.

"Sorry, I just want to to be safe," he clenched my hand softly again , letting me know I was okay, I smiled at him, at his thought. He was such a beautiful person, inside and out.

"I'm always safe with you, Paul," I smiled warmly, I felt so content holding onto his hand lovingly, I rested my head on his shoulder quickly, as if to say I love you.

We had finally set up our picnic, I mean Paul, I just sat admiring the sun, it was soon disappearing and the area around us was starting to dim.

I laid my head on Paul's lap as he talked to me about everything lovely and he smiled through everything he was talking about. I looked at him, though he was upside down, feeling so much love for him. I loved hearing talk about the things he loved, it made me feel complete.

"And that was when John and I got lost in a car park," he finished his long tangent about the friendship with John he had and he started to laugh, oh god he's so cute.

He looked down at me, not upside like how I saw him, but he smiled at how I was listening to everything he said, with so much interest. Yes, I was a bit tired but I wasn't bored of him talking, the sunset was making me sleepy.

"You listened to all of that?" Paul questioned as he giggled again, he was so pretty, I nodded with a sweet smile and he bent down to my face.

He kissed my lips gently, ever so gently, he treated me like I was a China plate or a plate that was so fragile, he told me that'd he do anything with me and I appreciated him so much.

Even though my eyes made him upside down, he was still adorable. After our lips disconnected, he scanned around my face before he put his hands on the sides of my cheeks, looking around us with the battering gently his long eyelashes.

"Paulie, please can you kiss me another, or two, it's good luck.." I smiled as I puckered my lips ever so slightly just to make him give me more attention. Just an excuse for another kiss... That daydream—

"Kisses come in threes, don't they?" I giggled, but Paul carried on, "Ow, my back hurts bending down like that.." he laughed quietly as he spoke between the first of the two kisses, I did too and we looked at each other with so much adoration.

"I'll kiss you then," I smiled as I titled my head up just enough so he wouldn't have to strain his back just to kiss me. We both smiled as I put my head back down onto his lap, he continued to smile at me even when I wasn't looking.

"Have we got anymore wine left?" he asked, making me laugh, no we didn't have anymore left but I just closed my eyes and took in the beautiful night.

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